The speeding car did not stop in the city, but drove out of the city in a puff of smoke, heading directly towards some remote suburbs.

It took half an hour before the silence was finally broken.

The destination has arrived.

This is a land of horse breeding, a real place for raising horses.

Looking at the hundreds of acres of land that can be seen as far as the eye can see, all the simple wooden fences are wrapped, and the sturdy horses of all colors are running and leaping during the period, and there are a few knights wearing hard hats and trotting around a certain trajectory in the horse field.

Changzhou, not far from the Qianjiang River, is such an urban agglomeration that can be called a place of ointment, where there is not an inch of land. Not to mention a hundred and ten acres of land in Changzhou, it is an acre of land, and I am afraid that I can't take it without a few million.

To be able to raise horses in the surrounding area of Changzhou alone is more than 100 acres of square area, which is really too bold and powerful.

This is not just something that can be done with money, Huyan Hongqiang knows this very well.

"Let's go, we're in place." Liu Yifu looked at Huyan Hongqiang's face full of incredulity, and then showed a strange smile, and said in his heart: Boy, have you seen it. Your surprise is still to come, do you think you have two hands and look down on the world? A dirt bun like you, in the final analysis, is a capable person struggling at the bottom, and in the end it is not to serve these big shots.

Walking into the racecourse, Huyan Hongqiang realized that he still underestimated these people.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at the cobblestone path paved under his feet, Huyan Hongqiang had the idea of meeting the owner here.

Dew Stone, a stone without the slightest name, but it is called Yan Hongqiang Zhi Dao, the effect of this stone, can better promote blood circulation.

Specially to promote blood circulation, to pave a pebble path made of dew stones, is really not something that ordinary people can imagine to do.

"Bring this on."

Looking at the extra hood in Liu Yifu's hand, Hu Yanhongqiang was stunned.

With a hood, it means that he wants to cover his eyes, indicating that there is still a mystery in this horse farm, so he will not let himself see it.

But the whole racecourse at a glance, a flat river, there is nothing that cannot be seen, out of a few buildings for people to rest, the whole racecourse has no other place to hide things.

Huyan Hongqiang hesitated for a moment and decided to put on a hood.

Huyan Hongqiang knew that if he wanted to really see that person, he needed to bring this thing, and Huyan Hongqiang had also undergone special dark training. Wearing a headgear may mean that others are blind to the dark, unable to distinguish the direction and surroundings.

But for Huyan Hongqiang, in addition to being out of sight, the rest of the senses of smell and hearing have been enhanced to a certain extent, and after adding the scene description in his heart and a certain amount of difference calculation in his brain, he can still roughly distinguish the direction and height.

Sure enough, as Huyan Hongqiang expected, when he silently counted to eight hundred and seventy-nine in his heart, he stood still, and then found himself gradually falling down, obviously taking the elevator.

After another thirty times, Huyan Hongqiang continued to follow Liu Yifu and them, and after turning seven or eight corners, about two hundred seconds, finally accompanied by the sound of hot waves, Huyan Hongqiang's hood was removed.

Opening his eyes slightly, Huyan Hongqiang saw a black and oppressive human head, not to mention hundreds of them.

And in the middle of these crowds, a huge martial arts platform stands prominently, on the martial arts platform, two people are engaged in a life-and-death struggle, looking at the blood on both sides, Huyan Hongqiang knows what these people are doing without asking.

Fight! It's actually the fight of the underground black market.

Huyan Hongqiang didn't expect that there was such a thing as a black market in Changzhou.

This is not an ordinary fight, but a bloody black market fight without the slightest moderation, to be exact, it is to die or lose, there is no second choice.

And Huyan Hongqiang once fought in the black market ring somewhere in order to hone his blood and martial arts skills, so he is still very familiar with all this.

It's just that Huyan Hongqiang didn't expect that Liu Yifu and these guys were actually looking for themselves to fight.

"Boss, someone brought it." Liu Yifu took Hu Yan Hongqiang and walked down the steps slowly, and finally stopped at the VIP seat in front of the ring.

Liu Yifu's boss is a very thin bald middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man's face doesn't look very good, but he is very excited. Especially when he saw Huyan Hongqiang, he couldn't help shouting: "Good, good, good, look at the body type, he is a good seedling, I don't know how the real kung fu in Lu Dao's hands is." ”

"Your name is Huyan Hongqiang, right, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?" The middle-aged man motioned for Huyan Hongqiang to sit beside him, and then asked with a kind face.

Looking at the middle-aged man's kind smile, listening to the cheers and noises around him, and the almost inaudible panting sound in the ring, Huyan Hongqiang felt that his whole body was jumping, and he had the urge to run directly to the ring to vent.

However, Hu Yan Hongqiang knew that this was just his belligerent subconscious, and he was still insensitive to direct action.

"Who are you?"

"Me? You can call me third brother, here, it's my territory! What do you think? Do you like the atmosphere? A look of surprise flashed in the third brother's eyes.

People who can directly avoid their own questioning, but turn over and ask themselves, he has not seen many sincere people.

Don't look at Li Sanqiang has no martial arts foundation, but he is a professional psychology master graduated from the University of Luxylvania in the United States, and he has also studied some hypnosis disciplines for medical treatment.

Whether it is an ordinary person or a person who practices martial arts, after seeing a charity pseudo-mask like Li Sanqiang, he will always fall into it unnaturally, although he is not hypnotized, his head is obviously very clear, but he will naturally follow the rhythm he needs, and eventually fall into the coffin.

However, Huyan Hongqiang is a killer, a killer who has been specially trained and trained. Not to mention Li Sanqiang's hypnosis of the third brother, even if he really gave Huyan Hongqiang two injections of truth-telling medicine, I am afraid that he can also make Huyan Hongqiang lame.

"Yes, I like it. But what I'm curious about is, how could the third brother let a poor student like me come here? Huyan Hongqiang pointed to the crazy dignitaries around him, which meant that he was penniless and couldn't bet at all.

These people who can come to the underground black market, there is no need for Li Sanqiang to say, Huyan Hongqiang also knows what kind of existence these people are.